Scarcely had I passed them when I found the one my heart loves. I held him and would not let him go till I had brought him to my mother's house,1 to the room of the one who conceived me.25
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you3 by the gazelles and by the does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.46
Who is this coming up from the desert5 like a column of smoke, perfumed with myrrh6 and incense made from all the spices7 of the merchant?
Look! It is Solomon's carriage, escorted by sixty warriors,8 the noblest of Israel,
all of them wearing the sword, all experienced in battle, each with his sword at his side, prepared for the terrors of the night.99
King Solomon made for himself the carriage; he made it of wood from Lebanon.
Its posts he made of silver, its base of gold. Its seat was upholstered with purple, its interior lovingly inlaid bya the daughters of Jerusalem.
Come out, you daughters of Zion,10 and look at King Solomon wearing the crown, the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his wedding, the day his heart rejoiced.11